Chapter 17
‘I’m a reaper,’ I said, ‘I reap the souls of people who are dying.’
Sam stiffened. He eased me back from his chest and peered down at me, eyes narrowed to slits. ‘You’re the Grim Reaper?’
‘He’s my boss. At least, he was my boss up until I refused to reap a soul for him and sent him back to the Underworld.’
‘I see.’
‘No, you don’t.’ I gave a bitter laugh. ‘Everything is so messed up, and it all started the night I went to buy a packet of Oddfellows.’ I gave him a sad smile when his eyes narrowed.
‘You were at the service station that night, when the dead d**g addict killed the truck driver and the owner.’
‘She was a wraith, and she killed me too.’
Sam went still for a moment, and then he let me go and stood up. I bit my bottom lip as I watched him pace in front of me whil
